Zhao Hu's layout shocked Lin Feng. Putting aside all grudges, Lin Feng was amazed by this layout.
If it weren't for his extraordinary IQ, he obviously wouldn't have planned such a powerful killing move. Lin Feng felt that he had underestimated Zhao Hu.
Although he was amazed at Zhao Hu's perfect layout in his heart, on the surface Lin Feng was sneering and looked at Zhao Hu with disdain and said, "I thought you were going to be a coward, Boss Zhao!"
"Brother Lin, don't worry. After I kill you, I will be a tortoise and live a long life." Zhao Hu smiled proudly.
Lin Feng smiled disdainfully and said, "Boss Zhao really thinks you can kill us with your rubbish?"
"Then try it."
As he spoke, he waved his big hand and shouted sternly: "Come on, chop these bastards to death."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people in Zhuque Hall suddenly waved their sharp weapons and slashed at the people in Xuanwu Hall.
Lin Feng shouted: "Iron hand, hold on, brothers, hold on!"
With that said, he suddenly rushed towards Zhao Hu.
The two animals guarding Zhao Hu saw this and slashed at Lin Feng's head without saying a word. The speed was so fast that it should not be underestimated. Lin Feng sneered disdainfully. These two animals were not in Lin Feng's eyes at all.
The moment the opponent's sharp weapon struck, Lin Feng swept the fallen leaves with an autumn wind and swept the two animals to the ground. He took the sharp weapon from one of the animals' hands and chopped it towards Zhao Hu.
A trace of fear flashed across Zhao Hu's face and he quickly retreated.
"Hold it, stop this beast for me." Zhao Hu screamed.
People from Suzaku Hall kept coming to block him, and in an instant, there were dozens of people attacking Lin Feng at the same time.
It can be seen that Zhao Hu's temperament is really good, otherwise, the people of Zhuque Hall would not protect him like this.
Of course, it is useless to have more people. The disparity in strength has already determined the outcome of success or failure.
The sharp weapon in Lin Feng's hand was swung faster and faster, and the force of his strikes became more and more cruel. From time to time, bursts of screams could be heard, but Lin Feng would not be merciful at all.
Seeing that Zhao Hu had exited the door of the small building and seemed to be planning to escape, Lin Feng was extremely anxious. However, there were dozens of people blocking his way and he could not take Zhao Hu into consideration for a moment.
He was determined not to let this animal escape. Thinking of this, Lin Feng shouted loudly and shouted: "Anyone who stands in my way will die."
As he spoke, it was like a god descending from the earth, with violent murderous intent and slashing at the group of animals blocking him in front of him at a crazy speed.
The miserable screams could be heard endlessly.
Lin Feng's strength is so strong, how can he be stopped by these few animals in front of him.
In an instant, only five or six people were left.
Seeing that something was not going well, Zhao Hu was about to run away. At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed across. Zhao Hu, who was standing at the door of the small building and was shouting and directing the battle, was suddenly kicked into the small building and even hit.
Many people flew away.
The black shadow fell, and it turned out to be Wuming.
Lin Feng's heart felt hot.
He shouted loudly: "Brothers, do it for me and kill these beasts. As long as we take down the Zhuque Hall, each person will be rewarded with one hundred thousand yuan." It was like medicine, becoming more and more powerful and unseemly.
Zhao Hu, who had been knocked to the ground by Wuming, quickly got up and looked at Wuming, who was standing at the door with a big bald head, with an expression of fear on his face.
Everyone in Zhuque Hall was stunned when they saw that their boss had been raped.
Lin Feng took the opportunity to knock over several of them, and dragged the bloody sharp weapon to Zhao Hu. He looked at Zhao Hu with a fierce look and a murderous look on his face and shouted: "Suffer death!"
"Master, let me do it!" the nameless voice said in an extremely cold voice.
He said and rushed in.
Zhao Hu wanted to resist, but Wuming kicked him away and rushed forward. The huge iron hands grabbed Zhao Hu's neck tightly like iron pliers and lifted him up instantly.
Zhao Hu kept struggling, but to no avail.
Wuming's attacks became more and more brutal.
Zhao Hu's face instantly turned the color of pig liver.
Lin Feng shouted violently: "Everyone in Suzaku Hall, listen to me. Your boss is already dead. If you are struggling like this, don't blame me for being ruthless. Put down your weapons now, and I can let things go by the wayside."
These words are extremely shocking.
The people of Zhuque Hall watched eagerly as their boss was taken down. Their hearts trembled and they all dropped their weapons. There were a few talented guys who refused to surrender and even resisted. They were all beaten by the brothers of Xuanwu Hall.
They fell to the ground.
The outcome is decided.
Lin Feng wanted to get rid of Zhao Hu, but he thought of what would happen after Ding Peng died, and the White Tiger Hall was taken back by Mr. Ding. This was not the result Lin Feng wanted to see.
If Zhao Hu is killed, it will definitely give Master Ding something to talk about. He has obviously had the murderous intention to kill Lin Feng. If he takes the opportunity to make a fuss, he will definitely be the one to suffer.
After thinking about this clearly, seeing Zhao Hu rolling his eyes, Lin Feng waved his hand and said: "Wu Ming, let him down."
Wuming snorted coldly and threw Zhao Hu out.
The animal suddenly fell limply to the ground like noodles cooked out of a pot, panting continuously, as if it was meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
The place where the sound of killings was just now became extremely quiet in an instant. Except for the screams from time to time, there was no other sound.
Lin Feng did not rush to deal with Zhao Hu, but asked the murderous Wuming, "Why are you here?"
"Master, Miss Wang brought me here."
"Hers?"
"At the door."
"Just you two?"
"There are also Brother Shen and Wang Kui."
Lin Feng nodded and walked towards Zhao Hu.
Seeing Zhao Hu's face pale and looking like a dying man, Lin Feng squatted in front of him, slapped his cheek and said disdainfully: "Boss Zhao, aren't you going to be a turtle?"
Zhao Hu was completely devastated at this moment, his head was completely blank, and his eyes were like dead fish eyes, motionless.
I thought that I had planned everything and could kill Lin Feng, but I didn't expect that it would be such a result.
"Zhao Hu, do you want to die or live?" Lin Feng shouted.
Zhao Hu did not respond.
Lin Feng became angry and kicked him down. Suddenly, he heard someone yelling: "Stop!"
Lin Feng recognized this voice.
Looking around, Mr. Ding, who was leaning on crutches, was standing at the door with an angry face. Behind him were Wei Dongsheng and Ding Zhenghu.
Lin Feng sneered at the old fox.
"Lin Feng, tell me, what's going on? Who told you to get into such a big fight?" Mr. Ding said with a red face and a trembling voice.
It was obvious that he was very angry.
Lin Feng smiled disdainfully and said, "Second Master, don't you know what's going on?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Zhenghu, who had just taken charge of the White Tiger Hall, stepped forward, pointed at Lin Feng and cursed: "Fuck you, Lin Feng, you are so paralyzed that you want to die. Why are you talking to my father?"
Wu Ming, who was standing beside him, put his foot on Ding Zhenghu's head without saying a word.
The animal made a snap and its fat body fell to the ground.
When Wei Dongsheng saw this, he rushed towards Wuming with a whoosh sound.
[Author's digression]: Chapter 2 today, I went to eat, come back and continue writing.